I Survived!!!

Girls camp, girls camp, what do you see?
I see a black bear in a Teepee........

Yep returned from girls camp a few days ago and yes, there were bears. Luckily the Rangers captured one of them and the other never returned.

So one could say it's the bears I survived but truthfully, it wasn't the bears at all, it was the hundred of girls camping in the same spot.

It was the songs I now have ingrained in my head.

I said, a boom chicka boom!
I said, a boom chicka boom!
I said, a boom chicka boom!
I said, a boom chicka boom!

I said a boom chicka, rocka chicka, rocka chicka boom!
I said a boom chicka, rocka chicka, rocka chicka boom!

It was coming up with a ditty every evening and having a skit prepared.

It was finding slugs in my shoes.

The mosquitoes.

The water slide and canoe races.

The funny things the girls say.

Reviewing the list of things to bring a 12 year old asked what Feminine Hygiene products were. I told her to count her blessings.

Another girl was so excited to ride the trail horses all she talked about was how she would ride her cousin's horse bareback. 

Naturally I was skeptical and quizzed her. "Bareback is without a saddle," I informed her.  She was quite aware and reassured me she can ride bareback.

Again I asked, "Independently or with someone leading you?"

Independently, she replied.

Alrighty then, seems we have a horse girl among us.

When she was ready to mount the trail horse, she started to freak out. I reminded her she was a horse girl, after all she can ride bareback. She spat back at me saying she's never ridden anything bigger than a Shetland Pony.

I told her that was not the conversation we had the night before. She said she rode a horse. A Shetland pony was never mentioned. Her response, "I categorize them the same."

Hmmm.

Last but not least,  sleeping in a tent...who does that at my age anyway?

and check out these handcarts, what are we, living in the 1800's sheesh!